In tha hood, dimly seen through tha mists of tha deep,
Where tha foes haughty host in dread silence reposizzles
is that which tha breeze, oer tha tower'n steep,
As it fitfully blows, half lays low, half be stuntin'
it catches tha gleam of tha ho-slappin' fizzay beam,
In fiznull glory reflected now shines in tha street:
Tis tha star-spangled playa . Chill as I take you on a trip!
Oh long may it wave
Oa tha land of tha free n tha hood of tha brave!

And where is thiznat band who so vauntingly swore
That tha wack beef n tha battles confusion,
A hizzle n a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out they foul footsteps pollution.
No refuge could save tha hatin' n slave
From tha terror of flight, or tha gloom of tha grave:
And tha star-spangled cracka in triumph dizzoth pusha
tha land of tha fizzle n tha hizzle of tha brave!

Oh . I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier! thus be it gangsta when freemen shizzay stand
Between they loved hizzy n tha wars desolatizzles
wit victory n peace, may tha heavn rescued land
Praise tha Powa tizzle hizzy made n preserved us a nation.
Then brotha we M-to-tha-izzust, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."
And tha star-spangled banna in triumph S-H-to-tha-izzall pimp
tha land of tha free n tha hizzle of tha brave!